1 Chapter Eight

A/N: I am currently writing this chapter at 12:08 since my Head teacher thought it necessary to send me home because I have a stud in my nose. I have been informed that I will not be allowed back until I have agreed to take it out, which I am currently refusing to do! So if all goes well, I will have a couple of more chapters up soon. I therefore dedicate this chapter to my Head teacher, Mrs. Scanlan.



Ginny awoke to the soft sound of snoring. Slowly she opened her eyes, squinting at the light. She tried to suit up, but collapsed back onto the pillow due to the pounding in her head. She gasped as she moved her head to the side. Her entire body was on fire. She felt as if someone had stuck a knife in her and was twisting it slowly but surely. Exhausted she closed her eyes and waited for the pain to cease.

To her left, she could hear a rustling sound combined with a heart filled sigh. A hand closed around hers. It squeezed her hand softly. Quickly, Ginny pulled her hand from the person's grip. Opening her eyes once again, she saw a blur standing over her. Gradually, she focused on the person. Ron was standing there, Hermione and Harry at his side, looking pale and as exhausted as Ginny felt. She looked into his eyes for a while until she heard someone walking towards her from her right.

"Ah, I see you have awoken" Ginny smiled as she caught sight of Dumbledore walking to her.

" I'm feeling much better, thank you" Dumbledore returned her smile, while Ron stared at the two.

"Harry, could you please go fetch Madame Pomfrey so that we can make sure that Ginny is alright." Harry nodded as he hurried to the back, towards Madame Pomfrey's office. As if she had apparated, Madame Pomfrey was at Dumbledore's side. Soon enough everyone was shooed out into the hallway, as she checked Ginny over.

Ginny had never liked or disliked Madame Pomfrey, but after the excruciating examination that she had to sit through, she had decided that she would rather tickle a sleeping dragon then go anywhere near Madame Pomfrey again. She had been probed and poked in places that she had not yet discovered. A wave pf relief washed over her as Madame Pomfrey handed her a goblet of blue potion and left her in the company of Dumbledore and the others.

" Ginny, are you alright? I was so worried about you. What happened? Who done this? Wait until mum and dad hear.."

" Mr. Weasley, I believe that your sister has been through enough without a lecture from you. I think it would be better if you all left. You can come and she her tomorrow." Dumbledore said with a tone that Ron knew it was better to follow his instructions. Kissing Ginny on the forehead, Ron left for the common room, followed by Hermione and Harry.

" thank you Dum..Albus"

" Anytime. Now, down to business. Did you enjoy the ball?" a twinkle shone in Dumbledore's eyes as he saw Ginny relax.

" well what type of person would I be if I didn't? I mean who doesn't enjoy collapsing and going through the worst pain you could ever imagine." Ginny replied with a grin on her face, which was not as pale as it had previously been. The two talked for quite awhile about anything and everything, apart from the thing tat had been nagging both of them.

" Ginny, I understand that you may not want to re-live what ever happened to you, whatever you saw, but I do need to know."

" I know, I know"

" ,I think it would be better if you told me sooner rather then later"

" Ok. Well as you know I collapsed, blah, blah, blah. So anyway, I was standing in a dark room with two torches on the side of me. Suddenly a women dressed in white appeared and began to speak. After that, the room I was in faded and I was standing back in The Burrow. It must have been summer because we were all there, even Harry and Hermione. So we were all sitting around the table talking but the way that we usually do. There was no laughter, just forced smiles. All of a sudden a black hooded apparated next to me. Before I knew what was happening I was inside another dark room, chained to the walls. That's when. he…he…came in. it was terrible! I've never been so scared since my first year! I screamed and screamed but nobody came. He walked over to me and pulled me up from the floor. He stroked my face muttering to himself. He took me to another room, but it wasn't empty. It had about forty black hooded figures around the edge and a chair in the middle. I was brought to the chair and thrown onto the floor. That's when I saw him. Voldemort sat there laughing at me. I begged him not to, but he laughed harder. He said that if I didn't tell him where the he was he would kill me. I told him that I didn't know who he was after, but he didn't listen. Finally, he nodded to a figure at his side, who…who violated me!" At that Ginny broke down completely. Dumbledore held her until her crying slowed. He hated making her go through this, but he needed to know.

" What did the women before that say?"

" um..she was muttering something about a heir. It went something like…" Ginny sat for a moment trying to remember the words spoken by the women. She looked up at Dumbledore, a tiny smile from where she had remembered.

" When darkness comes, hope will shine dimly,

until the red eyed lord, triumphs over good.

Two will be chosen.

One heir of Gryffindor, the other Legolas.

Together they will purge the world of evil.

One with the trait of the red eyed lord,

one as silent as a cat, yet as brave as a lion,

with powers equal to their fiery nature.

The fall of the dark lord,

will bring sadness full of happiness.

One of the two will die, yet live to tell the tale,

the other will live, but die inside.

Only with the power that existed before time,

will their spirit be revived,

and the world be as it once was, yet never the same."

" thank you Ginny. I suggest you get some sleep before your brother 's and parents arrive"

" er…Albus, do you think that it could be true? I mean what the women said"

´Do not worry about that now, I will tell you if I hear anything. The best thing you could do now is get some sleep before your mother gets here, and uses that famous Weasley temper on me for keeping you up" Dumbledore chuckled and left to owl the Wesley's of Ginny's condition. ' The stars are aligning, it is approaching' he thought to himself as he tied the letter to a school owl.



A/N: I apologise for the poor content of this chapter. I am full of anger and hatred which I did not want to convey in this part of the story. But that's life, s**t happens.